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Cans and String
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Cans and String |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Cans and String The words write themselves from my heart to yours These days dipped in subtle snow showers, spring hovers in the wings Crushed like velvet, my heart does not flee, flat and lifeless But draws breath, filling with visions that remain gently chained to destiny If naught but dreams descended to make warm the tatters of yesterday Then, their gleaming chaste in spirit and in root Has made a garden, tendering of Robert’s rose, ambitious and unyielding You are dear to me, sparking emotion and devotion as indemnity The point of my pen, dipped sparingly into watercolors, and indelible lines Spring comes, cleansing months of cold and barren skies in pleasing rain Eroding away the harder shell, and crust of deceptive hours hard without hope Daily chores pale in futile drifted footfall, back in time and away For new again, each breath I draw fills the puckered edges of crushed velvet Each beat stronger, moving through the rivers of my soul Filling in the gaps, flowering with joy Near again, the Archer passes Familiar hums in sweet and Welcome time Copyright Kkh 3/29/09 |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
TD "If naught but dreams descended to make warm the tatters of yesterday Then, their gleaming chaste in spirit and in root Has made a garden," It is so.  |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
I agree with Margherita's response! ~ Wonderfully written  ARCTIC WIND |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Martie already ‘hi-lited’ the finest part; however, I am also especially fond of: “The point of my pen, dipped sparingly into watercolors, and indelible lines Spring comes, cleansing months of cold and barren skies in pleasing rain Eroding away the … shell, and crust of deceptive hours hard without hope” AND: “Familiar hums in sweet and Welcome time” applause for this advent of Spring 'penning' !! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
gorgeous! |
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Noel Junior Member
since 2009-03-06
Posts 42West Coast |
Your poem is full of emotion and devotion. Just beautiful. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
You are one fine poet, Diamond, and I agree with Martie, just love that part. Ida |
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